I got a good measure of how healthy I sounded today when my department chairpersons came into my room and told me I was going home. Not asking me if I wanted to go home, not asking if I felt well enough to stay, informing me that I needed to get my butt home, to bed and rest. The caveat of this great coup being that I had to come back for parent-teacher conferences tonight.

So on the one hand, I got to go home and nap, on the other, I had to bring my raspy man voice with a cough back self back to work to meet with parents for 2 hours.

I'm thinking that given the enormous amounts of pain in my face every time I bend over that perhaps going to an ear, nose and throat doctor tomorrow is actually a good thing. Especially when it is followed by an appointment with a neurosurgeon who can possibly give some input on why my brain is on day like 27 of a headache.

Tomorrow will be interesting, that's for sure. Especially if they let me work all day long.

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About Me

I'm a 26 year old former teacher turned full time graduate student. I live in Southern California after a 3 year stint in New Orleans with my husband Slappy (formerly The Fiance) and our cats (yea, we're those people).
In February of 2006 I was diagnosed with Chiari Malformation, which is a fancy way of saying that my brain was too big for my skull (get it? overflowing brain). On November 27th, 2007 I had brain surgery which allows my brain to exist indefinitely in my spinal canal. 13 staples, one cow heart lining and a multitude of doctors and medications later, I'm living a much improved decompressed life.